Tiexian heirs in the city

Faced with the eyes of the old man asking for help, the eyes of middle-aged men and women dodged a little. They thought that Gu Zheng was talking big, but now they don't dare to think so. In exchange for the opportunity to taste delicious food.

"Fellow Daoist, don't you think that the reason why the food made by this fellow Daoist is so delicious is entirely because of the so-called soup paste and sauce paste?"

The old man looked at the middle-aged men and women with pleading eyes. He only asked the middle-aged men and women to help him talk, even if it was to give him a step down, so as not to embarrass him like he is now.

The middle-aged man didn't speak, he just nodded.

"Fellow Daoist is wrong, right? Maybe part of the reason is because of the soup paste and sauce paste, but not entirely! Your roasted seaweed is very fragrant like others before, but there was no soup paste at that time." Middle-aged The woman frowned.

"Anyway, the reason why he can make it so delicious must be in the soup paste and sauce paste."

The old man muttered in a low voice, since the middle-aged man and the middle-aged woman stopped talking for him, then he will find the steps by himself.

After convincing himself, no matter how delicious Gu Zheng’s food is, it’s only because the paste and soup paste are better, it’s not because he’s good at cooking fried cakes and seaweed egg drop soup, Lao Dao suddenly felt relieved Even if, even if the time comes, he will no longer make evaluations against his will, but at least he still retains the initial disdain for the ancient dispute in his heart.

People are so strange, sometimes it is difficult to convince yourself, even if you find thousands of reasons, but sometimes it is very easy to convince yourself, you can find any reason, even if there is no logic.

"Smell, it's really fragrant!"

The old Taoist who convinced him, smelled the fragrance in the air deeply at this time, with an indescribably intoxicated expression on his face, this feeling of not having to pretend is really great.

"Fellow Daoist, do you still think that exchanging resources for food is unimaginable?"

Gu Zheng laughed, he was not angry because of the previous reaction of the old Taoist. Now that the reputation of the fairy chef has not spread far, it is normal for the old Taoist to not believe it.

"We'll have to wait until we taste it!"

Lao Dao still has a little bottom line, but in Gu Zheng's view, this so-called bottom line disappeared after he tasted the delicious food.

"Okay, let's wait and see, anyway, it will be fine soon."

At this time, Gu Zheng was already making fried cakes, and the golden fried cakes were bubbling in the oil pan, looking very beautiful.

"Fellow Daoist, compared to seaweed and egg drop soup, your fried cake doesn't seem to be very good!" The old Taoist said again.

"Oh? How do you say that?" Gu Zheng asked with a smile.

"When you roasted seaweed before, it was very fragrant, and it was also very fragrant when you put it in the soup paste. However, in contrast, the fried cakes you made, except that it was more fragrant when you put the sauce paste in the filling, now the aroma is only oily. The aroma, this is not so outstanding! Moreover, the meat stuffing that Lao Liu made fried cakes has been fried before, so it is very delicious. Your meat stuffing is raw, put it into the oil pan and the outer layer of dough Wrapped and fried, it doesn't taste very good." The old man shook his head.

"The method is different, and the taste is naturally different. Although the minced meat I use is raw, I can guarantee that you will have a very good experience. And, if you want to say which one is more fragrant, seaweed egg drop soup or fried cake, Then the more fragrant one must be fried cakes! The reason why all you smell now is the smell of oil is because the aroma of fried cake fillings is locked inside and will only be released when you taste it."

When Gu Zheng's words fell to the ground, the water control formula once again acted on the inside of the fried cake.

"Hey! Why is there so much white mist inside the fried cake?"

"Yes! This mist is not like ordinary water vapor, it seems very mysterious!"

"Why did he lock the mist in the fried cake with water-based fairy art, so that it won't affect the taste?"

The onlookers were immortal cultivators after all, and some of those who could directly see through the fried cake couldn't help but speak out of curiosity.

"It's not just the mist in the fried cake, it's also in the seaweed and egg drop soup!"

Someone spoke again, and he was the first to discover that there is also mist in the seaweed and egg drop soup.

Regardless of the seaweed egg drop soup, it doesn't need to control the heat now, Gu Zheng has to make the fried cake first.

After a while, the golden-yellow fried cake came out of the pan, and Gu Zheng immediately came to the stove where the seaweed and egg drop soup was cooking.

To be precise, the seaweed egg drop soup at this time cannot be called seaweed egg drop soup, because there are no eggs in it yet.

With a wave of Gu Zheng's hand, the white air that had gathered on the pot was pressed into the pot again. He poured the beaten egg liquid into the pot, and the water control formula worked on the soup, making the soup boil quickly Turned up in the pot.

The addition of egg liquid made the white mist in the pot more dense, so that those around could not see how the egg liquid in the pot had changed.

The process from adding the egg liquid to being out of the pot was very short. It was not until Gu Zheng poured the seaweed egg drop soup in the pot into the soup bowl that everyone realized that the egg liquid had really turned into egg drops. They were like blossoming Floating like small yellow flowers in the bowl, it looks very beautiful.

"This is the seaweed egg drop soup, this is the real egg drop!"

"It's so fragrant, I really want to taste how it tastes!"

"Huh? How come the white gas is like a living thing, and it all got into the soup again?"

"This, what is this?"

Everyone's eyes widened, and a spectacle they had never seen before appeared. The white gas that penetrated into the soup soon appeared again, and turned into a piece of seaweed. With the breeze blowing, it was like It is like swaying in the sea water.

"Smell, it's really fragrant!"

"How can it be so fragrant?"

"The multiplied increase in fragrance must be related to the atomized seaweed!"

"Is this fairy art or cooking art!"

"I really want to try it!"

The crowd was boiling, and they couldn't help getting closer, so that the space originally reserved for Gu Zheng's cooking was also shrinking.

"What are you going to do?"

The old man's roar woke up the people who were still obsessed with wanting to go forward. They had no doubt that if it weren't for the old man's roar, they would have reached for the seaweed egg drop soup now.

"These are all poor people!"

Like a hen protecting its cubs, Lao Dao almost didn't take all the fried cakes and seaweed egg drop soup into his arms.

The people who got close at first looked very embarrassed. After all, they are also immortal cultivators. Now they would do such a cheap thing for food, and they really couldn't hold back.

"Hey, we just want to take a closer look!" said a cultivator.

"That's right, we just want to take a closer look, it scares you, don't you think we will steal your food?" Another immortal cultivator said.

"Now you know how to protect food? Who didn't believe in other people's cooking skills before, and thought it was a joke to exchange resources for food?" Another immortal cultivator said.

"Fellow daoist, how about this? Anyway, you don't want to lose those resources, and you think the dishes made by others are not worth it. How about we pass the agreement on to me? I will taste these foods. If they are delicious, I will How about giving the alchemy to others?" The middle-aged man before him also spoke.

"You, you,"

The old Daoist was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at him: "You guys think beautifully! Pindao said some ignorant words before, but now that Pindao is going all out, none of you want to take away these food from Pindao. Pindao is going to start now." Enjoyed!"

The old man is really embarrassed now, not only does he not feel ashamed, but he is also a little proud! After all, almost all the onlookers want to eat it. This is a fact that everyone can see, but they can't eat it because they want to eat it, because the seaweed egg flower soup and fried cake are what he and Gu Zheng agreed to eat. food.

"Fellow Daoist, I don't know something!"

Now that the face has been lowered, when the old Taoist talked to Gu Zheng, he smiled flatteringly.

"Say." Gu Zheng smiled.

"What is the mist on this seaweed and egg drop soup? Immortal art?"

The old Taoist felt that it was not fairy art, but he couldn't see what it was, he just thought it was very mysterious.

"This is the manifestation of the Tao in the way of eating and drinking, and its name is the transformation of extreme fragrance!"

Gu Zheng's words were sonorous and powerful, and the eyes of the people around the audience were either widened, or there was a dazed look on their faces.

"The way of eating, this is really the way of everything!"

"The manifestation of the Tao, the transformation of the fragrance!"

"Fellow Daoist is amazing, today really opened our eyes!"

"Being able to make Tao appear in a manifest state shows that Fellow Daoist is really good at cooking!"

"I used to think that cooks can only cook, and for us immortals, the dishes they cook are also dispensable things, but now I don't think so, I think cooks can also be great!"

"wrong!"

Gu Zheng said the word, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and everyone wanted to hear what he had to say.

"I'm not an ordinary cook, I'm an immortal chef, and the food I cook is not ordinary food, they have the effect of increasing the power of immortals!"

"ah?"

"Can it increase Xianli?"

"How much can it be increased?"

Gu Zheng's voice had just landed, and the surrounding exclamations were already ringing out. It is really a rare thing to increase immortal power by eating.

"How much immortal power can be increased depends on the user's own cultivation level." Gu Zheng said.

"I am in the middle stage of transformation!"

The old Taoist hastily reported the state of his cultivation. Even though he had already swallowed his saliva tormented by the food in front of him, he still wanted to endure it. It will be the most fragrant.

"Like your mid-incarnation cultivation, eating this meal can improve your cultivation for at least twenty years!"

"My God!"

"Twenty years?"

"Just this meal?"

"It's incredible, it's incredible!"

When Gu Zheng's words fell to the ground, there were exclamations all around.

However, after being conquered by the aroma of Gu Zheng's delicacies, although these people were shocked, they did not say that Gu Zheng was lying.

"Really, can it improve at least twenty years of cultivation?"

The old Taoist stuttered a bit. He is indeed a pharmacist. A pharmacist has special skills to practice, just like an alchemist or a tool chemist. Once he is successful, he will not be too short of resources, but his own cultivation is not enough. The kind of people who are not too tall, because their time is basically spent on studying the way of refining medicine, alchemy and weapon refining.

"Yes, the growth of cultivation in the past twenty years is just a short period of time." Gu Zheng smiled.

Like Yun Jing before, the crowd of onlookers also asked questions about the ability of food to improve one's cultivation.

"I won't answer your questions for the time being. It's still me making an appointment with this fellow daoist. If you have any questions, wait until the agreement with this fellow daoist is over!"

Hearing what Gu Zheng said, everyone stopped talking, and their eyes fell on the old man.

The old man didn't hesitate any more, he had already been whetted by the delicious food, he didn't even use a spoon, he just took a sip from the soup bowl.

The fresh fragrance spread in the old man's mouth in an instant, and the old man's expression changed from shock to intoxication in an instant. It felt like jumping into cold water to drink in the hot summer, and he made a beautiful nasal sound.

"It's so fragrant!"

After a mouthful of seaweed and egg drop soup, the old man shook his head, not to mention how intoxicated he was.

After drinking three mouthfuls of soup in a row, the old man put down the soup bowl, licked his mouth and said, "It's really delicious, the soup is fresh and delicious, how can there be such delicious seaweed egg drop soup?"

"Gudong!"

The sound of swallowing slobbered all around, which was very proud of the old man. He licked his lips exaggeratedly, picked up the soup bowl again, and took a small sip. This time he did not rush to taste the seaweed, shrimp skin and The taste of egg flower, he just sucked the soup in his mouth like that, fully experiencing the wonderful taste conveyed by the taste buds.

"Fellow Daoist, we haven't had the chance to taste it, but you tell us how to drink this soup!"

"Yes! Tell us about it!"

The people around started to scream, they couldn't taste the delicious food, so they could only satisfy their greed by listening to it.

"Pindao has tasted delicious food all his life, but after tasting the seaweed egg drop soup made by this fellow Taoist, he realized that the things he ate before were just food to satisfy his hunger, and had nothing to do with delicious food! If you want to ask me how delicious this seaweed and egg drop soup is, I say it’s not very good. I can only tell you that seaweed is chewy, and every time you chew it, there is an indescribable aroma. The flowers are indescribably fragrant, and the soup looks clear, but it is more mellow than the old hen stew! The fragrance is incomparable, the fragrance is incomparable! If you don’t taste it yourself, you don’t even know that there is such a delicacy in this world !"

The old Taoist spoke with his eyes closed, his intoxication was enviable.

"Taste it, fellow daoist, and see how the fried cake tastes!" someone said.

"Okay, when Pindao has tasted fried cakes, I will definitely tell you about them!"

The old Taoist put on airs at this time, he picked up the chopsticks with great grace, picked up a fried cake and didn't rush to eat it, instead he looked at it like a gourmet.

Looking at the appearance of the old man at this time, Gu Zheng almost couldn't hold back his laughter. This guy was obviously greedy to death, but in order to fully enjoy the attention and envy of everyone, he even put on airs.

"Okay, it's fried really well, it doesn't look like a fried cake, but looks like a jade carving!" The old man said with emotion.

Indeed, the fried cakes made by Gu Zheng are naturally different from the original fried cakes in the store. Due to the precise control of the heat and the effect of the water control formula, the fried cakes are fried to the same extent as a whole, so that the brown cracks on the top And the particles are of the same size and look very aesthetic.

"Friend Daoist, can you eat quickly?"

"If you don't eat anymore, we will take care of you!"

Finally, some people in the crowd couldn't take it anymore and complained and made jokes.

"hey-hey!"

The old man smiled, and finally put the fried cake to his mouth.

"Crack!"

With a slight crisp sound, Lao Dao bit into the golden fried cake.

The fried cake will also be extremely fragrant, but the white mist that is extremely fragrant and transformed into a shape is sealed in the filling of the fried cake by Gu Zheng's magic.

The old Taoist bit the fried cake, breaking the ban of the ancient immortality technique, the white mist rushed out from the inside of the fried cake in an instant, and the old Taoist caught off guard and took a deep breath.

As if he was drunk, the old man was almost fainted by the smell of the fragrance. Fortunately, he was doing it on the bench now. If he was standing, he would definitely stagger.

The extremely fragrant smell almost knocked the old man out, but this smell is not like other smells. When it reaches a certain level, it will choke the nose and make people disgusted. It doesn't feel disgusting at all. The temptation produced is no less than letting an alcoholic smell the aroma of vintage wine.

The old man was not satisfied, and wanted to take a deep breath, but was stopped by Gu Zheng.

"The extremely fragrant white mist has a certain influence on the taste of food. If you don't want to wait for the fried cakes you eat to taste inferior, you should not be greedy for this moment!"

After Gu Zheng's reminder, the white mist that had rushed out of the fried cake had returned to the fried cake again, and the extremely fragrant shape also appeared immediately.

The thing transformed by Jixiang is a little pig, which was bitten out by Lao Dao on the fried cake, with its head bowed and arched.

There will be piglets, that is because the meat stuffing in the fried cakes is the ancient Xianyun pork, and Xianyun pork is an ingredient that is relatively easy to produce a very fragrant shape. After simple cooking, it can produce Rather charming fragrance.

"Crack!"

The light sound came out again, and the old man took another bite of the fried cake.

The first sip was due to the appearance of the extremely fragrant shape, and the old man couldn't feel the taste of it well. This time he had to taste it carefully.

"Delicious, really delicious!"

After taking a bite of the fried cake, the old man's expression also changed from shock to satisfaction. After he said something in a hurry, he immediately bit down on the fried cake.

"Fellow Daoist, tell me when the time comes, how does this fried cake taste?"

"That's right, why are you just eating by yourself, didn't you see what we were all waiting for?"

The audience was dissatisfied, the old man really went too far, a piece of fried cake was gobbled up by him, and he didn't even intend to tell everyone the taste in detail.

"My fellow daoists, I'm sorry, but this fried cake is so delicious that the poor Taoist couldn't help but want to eat it all in one sitting!" The old daoist laughed.

"Don't just care about your own enjoyment, tell us about the specific taste!"

"Fellow Daoist, it's not interesting to just eat and drink for yourself. We don't distinguish between your food, but just want to know how it tastes. Is this too much to ask?"

Everyone protested one after another, and the old man had no choice but to look away from the second piece of fried cake. This time he was not putting on airs, but the fried cake was really delicious, and he really didn't want to delay it by talking Time to savor delicious food.

However, the old man didn't dare to provoke public anger, so he had no choice but to tell everyone the specific taste of fried cakes.